#krul

[guy60660]

Krul | Retype

[neur0zone]

comm dont use

[katries]

Oh wow. abbadon is wrestling for the MLW heavyweight championship in a monsters ball On mystery wrestling.

[shinigamidragonstudio]

Krul is one of my older characters with a bundle! She got hers during the Villains drop last year! She is currently 1 of 6 characters from Seraph of the End to get one!

Seraph of the End bundles, along with all other character bundles, will be discontinued in the new year. There are over 170 characters with a bundle and they will all be going away! Grab your favorites while you still can!

Character Bundles include:

~1 large (8.5 by 11) print

~1 small print (4 by 5) print

~1 bookmark (2 by 6) print

~1 photocard (2.2 by 3.5) print

($22 value)

[7bisexual-disaster7]

[watermonkeystuff]

Krul live.

[watermonkeystuff]

Krul live.

[virysva]

He was three months away from finishing his residency when she first appeared in the hospital's blood bank. "Studying late?" she'd asked, her dark eyes gleaming with amusement as he catalogued the missing units. He should have reported the theft. Should have questioned why such a small woman cast no reflection in the medical refrigerator's glass.

Instead, he found himself explaining blood type compatibilities to her, watching her eyes light up with each technical term. She'd perch on the edge of his desk during night shifts, asking about his theories on rare diseases, never flinching when he described symptoms that made seasoned nurses leave the room. For the first time, someone wasn't just tolerating his obsession - she was feeding it. She started appearing in his lectures too, a dark-haired ghost in the back row who made his clinical discussions of death feel like courtship. She'd leave ancient medical texts in his apartment, full of procedures that no ethical board would approve. "Brilliant diagnostician," his professors called him, never knowing his insights came from practices centuries dead. It wasn't until much later that he realized she'd diagnosed him first - identified his precise strain of loneliness, isolated his hunger for understanding, and cultured it into something beautifully infectious. By then, he didn't care what she was. She had already become what he needed.

❥ art by me